I could hardly wait for Saturday to arrive, and as instructed by Mrs. Bolton, I did not masturbate, although the urge to do so was very strong every time I thought about what she did in her office.
I was confused as to what our relationship might turn into, but the authority in her voice and how easily she aroused me was very intriguing. When I arrived at her house, she welcomed me; "Will! Come in, come in!"
Her appearance had changed dramatically. Her hair was curled up at the ends, just brushing her shoulders. She had on just enough makeup to bring out her features, and she was wearing a tight red silk dress, shorter than the dress she had on in her office. Her high heels made her as tall as me, and I couldn't help but tell her how beautiful she looked.
"My gosh, Mrs. Bolton, you look fabulous!"
"Thank you, Will, that's very sweet of you."
"No, I mean it, your hair is really nice, you have beautiful eyes and that lipstick is hot!"
"Thank you; you don't think it's too red? I put it on to match the dress."
"No, ma'am, it makes your mouth really sexy, and the dress is perfect!"
"That makes me feel warm all over, Will, thank you. Come into the kitchen, I need to talk to you about something."
I sat at the counter in her kitchen and she took a pan out of the oven. "I made a small batch of cookies for a snack; help yourself."
They looked like chocolate chip, so I took one and nibbled on it.
"Would you like something to drink?" she asked.
"No, ma'am, thank you."
"I love a young man with manners; we're going to get along very well."
I noticed that there were only four cookies and she was not eating of them.
"Aren't you going to have one?" I asked.
"No, they're just for you to nibble on while I explain something to you."
"In my office at school, I recognized you as a nice, shy young man and when the girls discover that, they will eat you up. I thought I could help you get some sexual experience and confidence so they won't take advantage of you."
"That's very sweet, Mrs. Bolton, I appreciate it."
"The other thing is that since my husband died four years ago, I've not had any sex. Oh, I've masturbated when absolutely necessary, just like anyone else, but it makes me feel lonely. I thought by seducing you, I could have sex again."
"That makes sense to me, ma'am."
"Yes, but I want you to know that it was wrong, and if you would rather, we can just continue our relationship in a nonsexual way; I don't want you to feel pressured."
"Oh, no, Mrs. Bolton, this is perfect and just between you and me, nobody will know."
"That's important as well, Will, thank you for realizing that."
"So, what are we going to do today, ma'am? What are you going to teach me?"
"First of all, except for today, I will direct our sexual activities, but you will enjoy it."
"I know! The way you ordered me around the other day made me really hard and horny; I LOVE that."
"Some of the things we do will be just for my pleasure, and some will be just for your pleasure."
I had eaten two cookies while she was talking.
"Let's go back into the living room, and we will begin."
"Great! I'm really excited, Mrs. Bolton."
When we approached the sofa, she said, "No questions now, Will, just take off your clothes and sit on the sofa with your hands by your sides."
I was already excited and could not wait to find out what she had planned, so I undressed and tossed my clothes in a heap on the floor.
She stood in front of me and began talking in a sexy voice.
"Do you like my dress, Will?"
"Yes, ma'am, it hugs your figure really nice."
She reached down and pulled up the hem of her dress until her thighs were visible.
"You like my legs, don't you?"
"Oh, God, yes, I really do."
"Would you like to see my vagina, Will?"
"Oh, please yes, may I?"
"Good boy. Asking permission will get you almost anything."